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The sky was gray and the snow was falling like goose feathers. Two people were standing in the snow, facing each other.

As the killing intent gradually gathered, the air also became oppressive. The falling snowflakes seemed to be unable to bear the formless confrontation between the two and had already shattered in the air. And at this time —

Pippi moved.

"Kill …" Pippi, his eyes bloodshot, gripped his one-handed sword and charged at Ron.

"Assault —"

The tip of Pippi's sword drooped, and the massive shield was in front of him. He leaned forward, took a step, and shot toward Ron like an arrow released from a bow.

"Come!"

Undaunted, Ron rode on the back of the Skeleton Warrior, bone spear in hand, the tip slightly raised, and similarly charged at Pippi.

A black figure and an earthen yellow figure collided.

"Boom …"

The area where the two of them crossed each other exploded like a cannonball. The two powerful forces collided, causing violent sparks to fly.

Time seemed to have stopped, and Ron and the captain stood motionless in the snow.

Finally, Pippi moved, blood trickling from his mouth. "You win —" he said, and his body crashed to the ground.

"Whooosh."

Ron let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"We've finally won. This fellow isn't simple at all..."

He rubbed his numb arms.

Just then, a clear voice rang out:

"Pah …" Pow … "Pah …"

A figure slowly walked out from the forest, clapping his hands while chuckling, "What an exciting duel, such powerful strength. As expected of an ancient necromancer …"

The one who came out was an extremely devilish young man. He was definitely not older than 22 years old. He deeply bowed and said, "Please allow me to introduce myself. I am the Holy Son of the Holy Church, Guderian..."

"Guderian? "I've heard that name before …" Ron turned, his bone spear and shield still in his hand, a disdainful smile on his lips.

"No …" "No …." Guderian smiled slightly, "How can you use the word 'catch' when dealing with an ancient necromancer? You should use the word 'please' instead …" I hope that you can be invited to visit the Holy See's Holy Capital, Mount Hyjal. "

Ron sneered, "No matter what, it's all the same to me. I don't want to go to Mount Hyjal, and I don't want you to burn me as a heretic …"

Guderian smiled, "How can that be? The ones who are treated as heretics are those useless Necromancers, and as the inheritor of the ancient Necromancers, you naturally enjoy the glory of the Holy Church in the treatment of the nobles!"

Ron laughed coldly, "Sir Guderian, since you're wasting your breath saying so much, why don't you just grab me and bring me back!"

Guderian's smile disappeared and was replaced with an ice-cold expression. "In that case, you've rejected my good intentions?"

Ron just sneered.

Guderian nodded his head, "That's right. Necromancers are fools who persist in their ways. They were a hundred thousand years ago, and now they too..."

Ron narrowed his eyes as his heart was filled with vigilance. The strength of this Guderian was not that simple.

"Do you know what happened 100,000 years ago?"

At this time, Guderian had already taken out the pair of sledgehammers and smiled, "Not only do I know about the events that happened 100,000 years ago, I also know that the continent of Omorus is rife with necromancy …"

"Come on, as long as you defeat me, you will know everything you want to know …" Guderian raised the sledgehammer in his hands, which radiated with a holy light.

"Divine Blessing …"

The armor on Guderian's body emitted a milky white light. As the light flashed, it was as if his body was plated with a layer of film. A faint holy qi circulated on his body, greatly increasing Guderian's defensive power.

"Skeleton Bravehearts …"

Ron's eyes glowed with a green light as the Skeleton Bravehearts quickly gathered like a row of shield-walls in front of him. He raised his head and coldly spat out:

"Kill …"

The Skeleton Bravehearts let out a shocking howl, as if thousands of souls were screaming at the same time, causing them to shiver in the depths of their souls.

With the command given by Ron in his mind, the Skeleton Bravehearts pounced on Guderian like devils from hell.

"It's indeed different from all the Necromancers I know. This level of strength isn't inferior to any other magic on this continent …"

The corner of Guderian's mouth raised slightly, "However, these things alone won't be enough to defeat me …"

"I am the Holy Son of the Holy Church, Guderian. I am a genius that only appears once every ten thousand years …"

A trace of arrogance appeared on Guderian's face. He slowly raised the sledgehammer in his hands, and smashed it towards the ground.

"Critical Hit..."

"Boom —"

With a loud bang, a powerful energy instantly spread out. This energy was so strong that even the surrounding ground slightly trembled. Large amounts of snow fell and the cracks on the ground were like spider webs as they continuously spread.

As if he had been struck by lightning, the Skeleton Braveheart turned to dust in an instant.

"What?"

Ron's heart trembled. Under that heavy blow, all of the Skeleton Bravehearts were turned into ashes. Even he could clearly sense the strength of his opponent — that was something he could not possibly match at the moment.

In the depths of the Dark Forest, Di Lin sat on top of a rock with her knees in her hands, looking lifeless. In the depths of the Dark Forest, Di Lin sat on top of a rock with her knees in her arms, looking lifeless.

Having lost her grandmother, she felt as if the whole world had collapsed. She had been sitting there listlessly for hours.

Right at that moment, the Dark Forest shook slightly.

The two of them clashed, and as soon as Di Lin sensed it, she raised her head.

"Someone is fighting. It seems to be … It's in the direction of that human... "

"Him?" A resolute figure flashed through her mind, and she felt her heart pounding, "Why?" Why do I care so much about him? "

Ever since her grandmother had wanted her to marry this human named Ron, although she had stubbornly refused, she had to admit that she had secretly branded the heart of this 17-year-old magical beast girl with his name.

"Hmph, I don't care about him." "What?!" Di Lin pouted. "Who asked that guy to call me a puppy …"

Her anger had not yet subsided.

"However..." Di Lin stood up, thinking to herself, "Maybe it's not him. Someone's fighting, so it's better to go and watch the show …"

She glanced at Tarola's grave and softly said, "Grandmother, take care. Dylin has gone …"

At this moment, her body started to transform. A wave of pure white energy began to wrap around her body like silk. Her body slowly crouched down and turned into a snow-white, beautiful and agile white wolf.

The little white wolf gave a long, happy howl, and with a wave of its four paws, her body turned into a blur of white shadows as she ran in Ron's direction.

… ….

On Ron's side, the battle was still going on, but his situation was extremely bad.

The two of them had exchanged more than one move, but Ron couldn't do anything to Guderian at all. The power of the Holy Knight Guderian seemed to be innate restraint towards undead magic, causing Ron to feel that his hands and feet were tied.

The Skeleton Bravehearts were summoned, and in a blink of an eye, they were illuminated by the enemy's "Holy Light Technique". They turned into a cloud of black fog and disappeared.

"Advanced Holy Knight..."

His heart felt as if it had fallen into an ice kiln. As a Primary Necromancer, he had no hope of winning against such an expert.

After taking care of the Skeleton Bravehearts, an enchanting smile appeared on Guderian's face, "Cute little fellow, you're not my opponent, just obediently surrender …"

As he spoke, he raised the sledgehammer in both of his hands and charged forward.

"Boom —"

Ron raised his bone shield to block it, but unfortunately, it couldn't be stopped at all. The bone shield was shattered into pieces, and Ron was knocked back several steps. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the skeleton warrior's foot sank deep into the snow.

"Don't even think about it …"

At a disadvantage, Ron's pride was aroused instead. He lifted the bone spear in his hand and thrust it at Guderian.

The weakness of the two-handed hammers was their defensive capabilities. However, Guderian was clearly not worried about this.

With a "dang", Ron's bone lance struck Guderian's bright armor, and to his astonishment, he found it impossible to pierce through.

"What?"

A sliver of fear flashed across Ron's eyes. Guderian's strength was far above his own. Ron had also seen someone with that kind of strength before.

A beautiful figure flashed through his mind. It was the Silver Winged Flying Horse, Shaya. Now, it seemed that the Saint Guderian was much stronger than Shaya.

Paladins were different from knights. Paladins did not need mounts to display their formidable fighting strength, while Knights needed mounts to coordinate with them. However, there was one thing in common: they both had extremely high defense professions.

Guderian's lips curled up into a sinister smile, "It's no use, Ron. Your strength has long been seen through by me. With your beginner level strength, it's impossible for you to break through my advanced knight defense …"

Guderian had actually arrived early in the morning and had been waiting in ambush so that he could see through Ron. Although he was extremely arrogant, he was not a brainless person.

"Flee!"

A thought appeared in Ron's mind. His opponent was so strong that his current strength couldn't match up to his opponent. The only choice he had was to run, the farther the better.

"Skeleton Speed Spell …"

Ron cast a Skeleton Haste spell on the Skeleton Warrior that was riding on its back. The Skeleton Fighter's body emitted a faint green light, and under this green light, its body became extremely light and agile.

The Skeleton Fighter carried Ron on his back and ran away. Moving as fast as the wind, he quickly left the battle.

"Hmph, trying to run? No way …"

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